288.Chapter 288

"Yes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" The middle-aged man looked at Wan Tingjun's blank face, and couldn't help but settle down, and took out a small silver shell-like thing from his pocket, and shook it at Wan Tingjun, "That's it, if not, you can exchange it with star crystals." ā€

Wan Tingjun took a closer look and saw that the silver shell was very delicate and small, only the size of a small fingernail, and there was a pattern printed on it.

After thinking for a while, Wan Tingjun reached out and took one out of the abyss and handed it over.

"Can you see if it's this?"

When the middle-aged man looked at the thing in Wan Tingjun's hand, he couldn't help but be secretly speechless, only to see that what Wan Tingjun was holding in his hand was also a fine and small shell, but the shell that Wan Tingjun was holding was not silver or golden, but purely carved from amethyst.

Purple Yuan!

It turned out to be Ziyuan!

There was a burst of ecstasy in the middle-aged man's heart, and a trace of greed flashed across his face.

One purple dollar can be exchanged for a thousand gold dollars!

However, he was an old fritter in the end, and the greedy color on his face flashed, and then he smiled: "Yes, yes, that's it, as long as Your Excellency pays the temporary residence fee, you can live in this ochre city with peace of mind, and be protected by the city lord." ā€

What kind of veteran man is Wan Tingjun? What is hidden in his body is a skill that is completely inconsistent with his age and appearance, how can the greedy color in the middle-aged man's eyes escape his eyes, Wan Tingjun was about to attack, but he turned his mind again, only to see him hand the shining Ziyuan over.

"There's one more thing to ask for in the future. Wan Tingjun said gently.

"Whatever your Excellency does, you can command. The middle-aged man took Zi Yuan, he was overjoyed, his excited face was covered with red light, the value of this Zi Yuan was worth the value he had been in this broken city gate for several years.

Wan Tingjun still had a wooden and calm expression, "I need a map of the stars and oceans, the more detailed the better, and the faster the better." ā€

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, and then he said with a difficult face: "This, it will be a little difficult, but I will do my best." ā€

An ordinary map is actually very easy to obtain, and the price is not high, but at the moment, this gatekeeper has identified Wan Tingjun as an inevitable outsider.

And I don't know the market here at all, and I don't even know how big the Star Ocean is, even if I give him a fake map, it won't cause any consequences, which is definitely a very happy thing.

Seeing the change in the middle-aged man's expression, Wan Tingjun understood, but he was too lazy to care, he had seen countless such philistine faces, and naturally knew everything about the flowery intestines in his stomach, and he didn't poke it at the moment, just smiled slightly, and said: "As long as I get the map, I won't treat you badly." ā€

After speaking, Wan Tingjun didn't wait for the middle-aged man to answer, and drifted into the city. Watching Wan Tingjun walk into Ochre City step by step, the middle-aged man seemed to be looking at a mountain of gold running everywhere, and his eyes were shining with gold. At the end, I saw him wave his hand and say in a deep voice to the young people around him: "Ah Liu, inform the old knife ghost that there is a big fish, let them wait for it." ā€

The young man whispered in reply, and walked out of the city.

Wan Tingjun walked into the exotic ochre city and walked down the street in the city.

The reason why he wanted the map of the Star Ocean was to understand the general situation of the Star Ocean on the one hand, and to guard against Guo Xiangba's revenge on the other hand.

Once the Guo family launches revenge, Wan Tingjun will not hesitate to smash the Yellow Dragon, directly stab into the heart of the Guo family, and completely wipe out the entire Guo family from the sea of Ruosha Khan. Therefore, a map is a must. And it is estimated that there will be a lot of forbidden places and dead places in the Star Ocean, if you enter it without paying attention, then there will definitely be death and no life.

As for agreeing to that person's remuneration, it depends on how Wan Tingjun is in mood at that time. In the past, Wan Tingjun would definitely take the head of the person on his neck without hesitation when facing such a philistine, not to mention the purple shell he gave him.

It is estimated that it is worth a lot of money, but after all, this is from Gao Lian, so Wan Tingjun is not distressed at all when he uses it, and he doesn't have much concept of money at all.

After entering Ochre City, Wan Tingjun did not linger too much on the street, but after a general understanding of the customs, he found a restaurant to rest.

The next day, Wan Tingjun finished his night of practice and reappeared on the streets of Ochre City.

He found that on the streets of Ochre City today, there were many more monks in green robes than yesterday, and although their cultivation was not high, the number of people couldn't help but be suspicious.

Could it be that the Guo family's revenge plan has begun? Or has the Guo family already discovered that he has come to Ochre City?

Wan Tingjun walked aimlessly on the street, constantly thinking about many possibilities in his mind.

Suddenly, a young man with a roe deer head slammed his head into Wan Tingjun's arms.

Wan Tingjun's body moved, but when he saw the young man raise his head in a panic, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he turned around and ran. It seems that there is something else in his hands during the run.

Wan Tingjun looked at the back of the roe head young man and sneered, but he didn't chase after him, and still walked on the street like a walk.

At this time, I only heard an old beggar not far from Wan Tingjun shouting: "Young man, your things have been stolen, why don't you chase after them!"

Wan Tingjun was unaware of it, and still walked forward.

The old beggar screamed twice, but seeing that Wan Tingjun had no intention of chasing, he couldn't help lowering his eyes and stopped talking.

Wan Tingjun walked out of a distance, and saw a magnificent restaurant standing out at the junction of the crossroads of the street, and there was a gold-lettered signboard on the gatehouse, with a python in the handwriting on it, and the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, which turned out to be the three words of forgetting the country.

The country of forgetting worries, happy and forgetting worries, is a good place to go.

Seeing these three words, Wan Tingjun shook his head and smiled, and then turned to the gatehouse.

At this time, in a dark place on the corner of the street, the young man with a roe deer had already wandered to the side of a big man in green clothes.

I only heard the young man gasp and say: "Brother Tiger, no, that person doesn't take the bait!"

The big man glared angrily, and grabbed the little gangster young man, "You can't do this little thing, you can die." ā€

"Tiger Tiger Tiger Brother ......"

The young man was caught out of breath, his face was flushed, and the big man was impatient, so he shook his hand and threw him down.

"Brother Tiger, that person has entered the country of forgetting worries!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the big man in Tsing Yi immediately turned his anger into joy, and with a wave of his fan-like hand, he almost slapped the young gangster.

"Damn, forget the country, okay, hahaha!"

The big man laughed nonstop, like a mountain of meat, and rumbled into the alley.

Forget about the country.

Happy and forget worries, walking into it, Wan Tingjun realized the so-called meaning of forgetting worries.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the streets, this country of forgetfulness is indeed a rare place of elegance, with a faint smell of fat powder in the air and the smell of ambergris wafting from the furnace.

I don't know if this aroma is deliberately concocted by someone or coincidentally, but it doesn't feel tacky, but it looks very harmonious with the surrounding luxurious architectural style.

If someone deliberately concocts it, it is also a rare master.

Wan Tingjun thought so, and came to an elegant small room on the second floor.

Although he didn't often visit the place of fireworks, the place of wind and moon, he also roughly knew the middle way, and it was ten o'clock in the morning, and presumably the beauties of the country were resting in the attic, so the people who received them were just the daughters of the well-dressed attendants.

As soon as Wan Tingjun sat down, a maid in an elegant long skirt served fragrant tea and fruits, which looked exquisite.

"Step, step, step!"

Wan Tingjun had just tasted a sip of tea when he heard a sound of intricate footsteps, apparently a group of people had gone upstairs.

Then a voice like a duck pinching its neck sounded, "Mom, Mom, come out for me!"

"Ouch, I said, sons, you're tired of old age. ā€

A father's feminine voice sounded from the third floor, followed by the sound of feet stepping on the floor, and in a moment, it seemed that the old bustard had gone downstairs and came to this group of guests.

"Mom, don't talk nonsense, I'll wait for the hard work, quickly find a few girls to kill the fatigue, and in addition, ask Miss Moxin to sing a song. ā€

The old bustard first twisted for a while, and said that it was like a chicken with a difficult birth, which was very unfavorable, but after a while, he laughed and said, "Then please come to the piano pavilion on the third floor, and I will go and ask the girls to serve." ā€

"Don't mind. A dissolute voice rang out, "Right here, right here, right here!

"Yes, yes, it's spacious, it's fun, hehe, Mom naturally understands. The duck-pinching voice sounded again.

"Ah, this ......"

The bustard immediately had a difficult birth.

Prostitution during the day, jokes, even if you go to the kiln, you don't take it like this!

"Money, I'll double, no, I'll pay four times the price!"

There is obviously no shortage of noble brothers among them.

The old bustard was still a little hesitant and did not speak for a long time.

At this time, a voice sounded coldly, "Forget the country, if Lao Tzu can't forget the worries, I will let you all ****** completely forget the worries!"

Let's go!

Wan Tingjun faintly seemed to hear the sound of his teeth chattering, and then only heard the old bustard trembling and said: "Okay, okay, you don't have to wait, I'll go." ā€

Then the footsteps sounded quickly.

Hearing such a conversation, Wan Tingjun was impatient.

At this time, someone outside spoke again.

"Brother Yifan, go, open all the curtains for Lao Tzu, and open the windows!"

"This!"

"Don't go yet!"

"Good. ā€

Then there was the sound of someone pulling the curtains.

In a short time, all the curtains were opened, and the sunlight shone in, illuminating the originally dark room.